People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

Harry took Aphrodite to the school infirmary and asked Madam Pomfrey for a tube of ointment, which he gently applied on Aphrodite's arm.

He looked at the shocking scar in front of him, and lowered his head and blew on it twice, just like Afro had treated his wound before.

The warm air hits the skin like a feather brushing past, causing shivers.

Afro pulled his arm back unnaturally and cleared his throat: "I'm fine, I'll be fine in a moment!"

She jumped off the bed and raised her hands to straighten her clothes, trying to hide her embarrassment. Her eyes darted around but not at Harry, "Class is about to start! Let's go!"

Arriving at the familiar Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, the moment Afro pushed open the door, he felt that he was not here to attend class, but to attend Lockhart's offline meet-and-greet!

Fortunately, the classroom only has three walls, otherwise Lockhart would have to hang his picture on the ceiling!

However, the wall full of charming and handsome photos in different poses made these little fans very happy!

She even saw Hermione sitting in the first row holding a flyer - the Loeb Fan Association!

Merlin! They might as well form a fan club!

The name is Luo Xiao (Xiao) Editor All Wizards Fans Support Club!

Aphrodite and Harry were relatively late. Usually, when it came to Lockhart's class, the girls would come early to take seats, so people like them could only sit in some remote corners.

Draco, who was worried, finally felt relieved when he saw Avro appear in the classroom unharmed.

Afro immediately saw the platinum head turning to look at her. Draco's head was too eye-catching in the crowd. She smiled sweetly and greeted him!

When Draco saw Afro's smile, the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose slightly. He suddenly remembered that Afro chose to stand up for Harry. The corners of his mouth fell again, and he snorted coldly and turned back.

He is still angry with her!

He doesn't want to pay attention to her!

I don’t know if the scars on her arms have healed, and whether Pote took her to apply ointment?

Draco secretly decided in his mind that when Afro spoke to him, he would ask her carefully.

The great Malfoy would not be the first to bow his head and apologize!

Forgive this childish, doted-on silly boy! Draco, who has always been admired by others, will not bow his head even if he has done something wrong!

Afro saw that Draco was suddenly unhappy again and ignored her, so she put down her hand that was raised in the air awkwardly.

Harry couldn't help but be happy when he saw Draco's childish and angry look! The fact that his rival dug a hole for himself and buried it made him feel very happy! He hummed a little tune, found a place far away from Draco, and pulled Avro over.

After she and Harry found their seats, Lockhart came out from the second floor of the classroom wearing an exquisite white robe with gold thread.

"Oh! You all bought my complete set of books!" Lockhart smiled brightly when he saw that his seven books were placed on everyone's desk.

As Afro prepared the book, she couldn't help but roll her eyes!

Isn't this what you asked everyone to buy?

What to pretend!

Lockhart returned to the podium, swinging his cape, and resting one hand on his self-portrait, showing off his honors and his humor to the students.

Afro listened to Lockhart's greasy and cold jokes and felt that there was no need to turn on the air conditioner in summer classes. It was colder than the heart frozen by the ruthless way!

Lockhart also realized that his joke was too embarrassing. He laughed dryly and picked up the parchment on the table. "Let's do a little test today -"

"Don't worry, they're just some simple questions."

He winked at the girls in the front row, and they immediately made the sound of kettles boiling!

"Professor, your kettle is on!"

Silly Neville raised his hand to give a kind reminder, but got killed by countless girls' looks!

After handing out the tests, Lockhart pulled a pocket watch from his robes and began counting down the thirty minutes.

Afro, who was sitting at the end of the classroom, noticed that Hermione was in an inexplicable state of excitement since the test papers were handed out, with her cheeks turning red and her shoulders shaking constantly.

Before he got the test paper, Harry became nervous. He had not reviewed any knowledge points for the second-year Defense Against the Dark Arts class during the holidays. He had been playing crazy with Ron and his two twin brothers throughout the holidays!

He looked around the classroom and saw Ron, who was as panicked as he was.

When Ron heard about the test, his eyes suddenly shrank and his heart started beating wildly. He felt like the world was no longer able to accommodate him!

First he violated school rules and stole his dad's car, and then he failed the exam!

Revealed that he didn't study during the entire holiday!

Ron seemed to have seen his mother holding a feather duster in front of his eyes!

"Don't worry! It's all simple. I'm just checking if you've read my book carefully."

Lockhart walked down the platform, holding his pocket watch in one hand, and observed the students' answers on their test papers.

Harry and Ron were relieved after seeing the content of the test paper. Although they didn't know Lockhart's favorite color or what his dream was, at least it wasn't because he didn't study hard that he didn't do well in the test.

Draco flipped through a few sheets of parchment, pouted, and drew a big cross in front of each question on the test paper!

He really didn't understand why Dumbledore chose such a person to be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts!

Dad is right! Dumbledore is not capable of being the headmaster of Hogwarts!

Draco silently agreed with Lucius's point of view.

The slightly yellowed parchment exudes a faint fragrance, and the lilac-colored ink sparkles with golden light in the sunlight.

"Are these questions about himself?"

Harry couldn't help but turn his head to complain to Avro. Avro shrugged his shoulders, flicked the edge of the parchment with his index and middle fingers, and raised the corners of his mouth towards Lockhart, who was still showing his perfect smile on the podium, his green eyes flashing with a strange light.

Harry saw Afro was like a little cat that had stolen some fish, with cunning eyes. He knew that someone was going to be in trouble again.

He smiled, his smile tinged with a hint of doting, and his fingers gently stroked the ends of her hair.

With evil intentions in mind, Afro finished filling out the disgusting test paper in a few strokes. She turned the test paper upside down on the table and tapped it a few times with her fingers.

"2333, if I use the modification card!"

"How many do you want to use, Xiao Afu?"

Her bony fingers slid across the parchment, and her thin eyelids cast shadows from the sun. Her eyes casually stared ahead, and Afro sat sideways in the chair, looking nonchalant.

"All."